Bleak Mouse, Prosthetics have entered the modern era; it's a woner what they can do for the "pants falling" syndrome so prevalent among us, the "mature" (and subtle) gentleman age group.The blackface has been outlawed unless, of course, you are Spike Lee, in which case blackface becomes a politically/socially charged oportunity to make another "slap Whitey upside the head" movie. So, we will not go into that dangerous area of theatrical makeup.Playing the keyboards ranks BIG, especially if the keys you are tickling are those of a Hammond B-3. Since your bleakness does not overshadow your modesty, your self-appointment as frontman is unanimously endorsed. That means the booking dates are also up to you.